Dying Face - Perzonal War

But there is no one to listen

Seconds turn to minutes, hours to days

But still a single word is missing

Is it me who looks into his own face

And calls himself a liar?

Is it me who is blaming all around

And will I life the torch to my own pyre?

Dream on — neverending

Feel your eyes get filled with sand

Dream on — neverending

Broken dreams — your only friend

Is it me who looks into his own face

And calls himself a liar?

Is it me who is blaming all around

And will I life the torch to my own pyre?

Buried deep in your emotions

Locked out is the truth

Hidden in a selfmade blank — a desert cold —

You are losing youth

Just a single word would change the situation

But there is still ignorance and pride …

Feeding your resignation